Chapter 27 Chapter Twenty Six

"Whoa whoa!……" Suddenly, Mr. Francesco burst out from behind the holly oak and juniper bushes, one hand raised high, the other thrusting his spurs at the horse.He blocked Jia Boye's way and said loudly: "Where are you going, boy?" Jia Boye's horse, which was trotting fast, was taken aback by this sudden incident. The horse lost control and galloped wildly, almost stabbing its knee into the thorny bushes. Jia Boye hugged the horse's neck, allowing the horse to vent its frightened emotions.He comforted it with a gentle voice, stroked it, and dared not tell it to stop all at once.

At last, when at last he rode back to Don Francisco, the captain's old semi-Andalusian was still looking very composed.He looked as scruffy as ever, but today he had made a point of putting on the faded, antique velvet coat he had worn the day he left Sevier Prison.Don Francisco stared at him with a sarcastic smile on his lips. "This boy can not only write with a pen, but also horsemanship!" "I learned to ride a horse when I was a child! But you almost threw me off, Mr. Francisco." "Who told you to follow me? As soon as I left the city, you followed closely behind my ass!"

"Excuse me, Monsieur Francisco, but every morning I see you going out for a walk..." "Walking? Nonsense! For thirty years I've been thinking while I'm riding! Every day I don't ride is like a day I forget to pray!" In a bad mood, Pizarro slapped the horse on the rump.The horse then trotted and ran towards the river. The sky was dark, the clouds were low, and the humidity mingled with a mist that drifted along the banks of the Taigas with the willows.On the freshly plowed fields, village women and children can be seen picking radishes everywhere.The pointed red roofs of the city of Toledo are lost at the intersection of hills and woods.

This time it was Jia Boye's turn to hurry up.He rode up behind Mr. Francisco and said in a somewhat rude tone: "Sir, please! May I have a moment?" "do what?" "I want to know, are you willing to take me to conquer the El Dorado? Will the letter crowning you as the Governor of Peru be sent soon? And..." "What do you know?" "You will be governor, I know. I saw it in the king's eyes when you told of that adventure!" "The eyes of kings? What a marvel! Don't you know that kings start acting as soon as they open their eyes in the morning?"

"No, sir! He likes you. Before you leave Spain, you will be governor, I'm sure." With a wave of the whip, Jia Boye galloped wildly, and this time he crossed the front of Mr. Francisco, forcing him to stop. "My lord, please don't keep me waiting any longer! Yesterday your brother Enando told me that you would never want me, that I would never go to Indian on your ship. Later, Bedo the Greek told me What he said was quite the opposite. From what he said, you still have a little affection for me. Mr. Francisco, my current situation..." Jia Boye dared not finish his sentence.Don Francisco kicked his half-blood horse away to appease him, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"You are in an embarrassing situation, son of the Marquis de Talavera." "I am not that man's son, my lord!" Jia Boye screamed loudly, and Mr. Francisco couldn't help but look back at him, his eyes full of fright. "That's not what they told me." "Then my lord, you have been deceived! From now on I am no longer the son of that man, and if anyone says the contrary to you, it is purely for the purpose of ruining me. Now I am entirely my own, mind and body. My ancestors It affects me only up to the tip of my shoe." A rare and unusual smile played on the thin lips of the old conqueror.

"Now I can finally say what I wanted to say years ago!" He stared at Jia Boye closely, as if he was looking at him so carefully for the first time, and the original impression of him as a "primary school student" has completely changed into a real man. "Did you get into some serious trouble to be sent to the Inquisition?" "Big--if they believe even leaves can have evil intentions! Ridiculous. I hope they'll find out." "As a result, you were released?" "It's better than that, my lord. I've been but a shadow in the world ever since."

Mr. Francisco smiled again, his eyes sharper than before: "Do you dare to promise me your loyalty? Absolute loyalty! Willing to sacrifice yourself to obey me under any circumstances, and obey me alone? There is a price to pay, and it is very expensive..." "Yes, my lord." "I don't know why my brother Anando hates you so much. You'll have to put up with his temper, maybe give him a little more, he's very...". "I will do my best, my lord. My only wish is that you trust me as I trust you!  … Mr. Francisco, I have no father, but I will worship you as my ancestors! I assure you in the name of your protector, the Holy Mother Mary: I will be faithful to you, even through fire and water, at any time!"

Mr. Francisco nodded slightly, with a haughty expression, but his lips trembled slightly.He gritted his teeth and rubbed the goatee of his chin with stiff fingers.After that, he suddenly took out a thick letter from the pocket of his coat, and Jia Boye recognized the wax seal on the letter at a glance. "My lord! This is a royal letter!" "I received it yesterday. There are two pages in total, as well as some other necessary documents. Fortunately, Anando was not around at the time. I want to pray before reading the letter, and then I will tell you the content. Maybe it is a letter of rejection... Please read this letter for me, Mr. Jia Boye."

Jia Boye excitedly hooked his thumb and broke the wax seal on the envelope.He immediately let out a cheerful laugh of relief. "My lord, haven't I told you already? You have been appointed as the governor of the place called 'Peru' by the Indians and the captain of New Castile... Also, the salary is 720,000 Five thousand copper coins. My lord, this is incredible, the letter is signed by the queen herself, and the date is July of this year." "Any mention of my Panamanian companions? What is Almagro's title?" "Wait a minute... ah! Got it: 'Mr. Diaigo Almagro, who took part in the discovery of New Castile, even donated money, and...'"

"title!" "'Senior Judge of Tumbes', my lord! The rank and power are equivalent to the commander-in-chief of Tumbes Castle, with an annual salary of 100,000 copper coins." "Well. Read me all the details, Mr. Jia Boye. From the first line, every word. And don't read too fast, please." According to Pizarro's instructions, Jia Boye read the letter slowly and clearly.It was as if every word had seeped into his blood and warmed his soul again and again, as if he had traveled through the jungle himself, climbed those steep slopes, and found those cities whose walls were covered with gold. After reading the letter, he continued to focus on the letter, and after a while, he dared to look up at the captain again. Pizarro began to cry, a little shyly, like a man who fears being thought a woman—big, warm tears sliding down the dimples in his cheeks and down the beard under his chin. Jia Boye remained silent.At last Pizarro turned to face him, his eyes sparkling: "Everything is ours, boy, everything!" Not only was Jia Boye happily thinking that he had finally found a country where he could live, but he was also surprised and panicked thinking that he had found a father.